Long Eastbound Poems

I want to go to Idaho
I bet you never knew
And Wyoming… and Hawaii…
Oh, and North Dakota too!!
I’ve been to all the other ones
For once there was a time
When I would tease the pull of Earth
And...

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INCIDENT YOLANDA NICHOLSEN WAS DRIVING A HYUNDIA ACCENT WESTBOUND ON SR 326 HER CAR CROSSED THE CENTER LINE AND SIDE SWIPED A DODGE RAM PICKUP TRUCK TRAVELING EASTBOUND THE HYUNDAI THEN STRUCK A FORD 250...

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The whistles screamed that cold dark night
                            ...

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"I have been a stranger in a strange land."  Bible, Exodus 2:22

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Hungry eyes seek substance, food matters naught--
sees...

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I-95

“Ya got the horse race
 Ya got the dog race
 Ya got the human race —
 But this is a ratrace”
    ~ Bob Marley and the Wailers, “Ratrace” from the album Rastaman...

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We boarded a bus on the West coast and rode east to the next state.                    ...

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bloated girth deceased,
not surprisingly packed orotund
size appetite conveniently weighted
gravity helped fell
giant gourmand chowhound
demise linkedin automatically tightened
neckerchief doubled as noose clothbound

neck, the luckless bard dead -
poets society he didst cofound
oh captain my captain compound
suffering no more,...

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Sleeping in the corner of a boxcar bound for Boulder 
Got a life I like to leave behind a love I'd like to keep.
With the River passing slowly through the desert night below me
The thunder...

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‘You are the tea leaves I am the tea pot I the tiny snowflake                     ...

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We were bused from Sacramento to Reno.
We rode a train from Reno to Salt Lake City.
We then bused from SLC to Kansas City.
Somewhere along the I-80 route,
we crossed the Great Divide.

At the time, the Kansas...

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The images and the words
   come so fast, and
   with such urgency,
      that everything
assumes the same importance;
    "With ATand T there is...
Look whacha...

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I've opened up my Venetion blinds with a heart that throbs
to get a better view of the February scenery;
snow is falling the day before my birthday...
it's heavy, it's lovely and it quickly sticks on the...

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We flew out from Kirmington, Germany bound
To bomb Frankfurt, and the area around
One of a thousand planes that took to the air
Mine was a Wellington, assembled with care

I was a Flight Sergeant on the old...

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I frowned when I found my new pup was gone,
so, I searched all around for my little foxhound,
listening with profound intensity until dawn.
I was gowned but changed; headed to the pound,
in the eastbound lane that...

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A man, quite renowned, came into our town;
He tried to expound on matters profound.
He frowned when he found as he tried to expound:
drowned by the sound of a hound in the town.

This was indeed a...

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Her voice dropped to a saucy tone
She spoke behind her fan.
She said, "Now, Red, don't get me wrong-
You are a handsome man.

"You're a drifter as we both know,
A cowboy through and through.
I need a man...

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The desert sands blow soft and warm
As wispy clouds begin to swarm.
I watch the skies for signs of rain
To ready for a springtime storm.

My mind is numb, my soul in pain;
My love is on an...

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I'm the woman behind the man behind the wheel
Let's Giddy -Up-Go My phantom 309
Give me forty acres Eighteen wheels And a dozen roses
For this is a trucker's last ride Eastbound Westbound
Let's start us a Convoy...

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The thing I do to be nearer to him,
Commuting even in weather so grim.
The things I do to have more acceptance,
Cleaning his home for a much better chance.

The bus I go northbound in drives down...

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the green room


last night i wondered about the green room
and if you slept alone while the eastbound train fled town

i knew it was too late to call
but my watch was set to pacific time and...

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Poet: Ken Jordan

The night I found myself -

It was on March 26, 2006.
While traveling home from 
work,
on interstate 80 eastbound at
Cherry Glen Rd. in Vacaville.

My car rolled over three times 
in
a severe rainstorm, and rested
on...

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Lightning, lightning flash so bright lighting e'ery corner of night

Thunder, thunder from the sky rock me from my beddie bye

Rain drop, rain drop falling down saturate the thirsty ground

Windy wind whipping around tossing things west...

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for Jim*

Equinox is past, yet the wind
blows cold. From a veranda swing

he watches pansies, daisies, snapdragons
color-up his garden; Smoky Mountains

so far distant he cannot see. He hears
the eastbound train echo warning. Rain

tomorrow.


*My late husband was...

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Listen……hear
the distant hum
of early morning traffic
on Westgate Bridge,
a chorus of birdsong
and that eastbound 
aeroplane flying high 
overhead en route 
to Wellington 
or Christchurch.
The clink of rigging
on those moored boats
riding a passing wake,
nearby footsteps,
the tap of...

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"one day you must leave us,"
he was cautioned as a boy-
"to become a student in the city
perchance you should return here
a rich man or a priest"

as autumn waltzed with winter
the fields rose tall again
that child,...

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